This morning, I woke up feeling sick to my stomach. I didn’t eat; couldn’t fathom eating anything until quite late in the day. I was certain that if I tried to eat something, I would absolutely vomit. I have been walking around all day stunned and mostly silent after last night’s American election.
Yes, I’m a Canadian. Yes, that means I didn’t vote in this election. Yes, that means many Americans think I should mind my own business. Continue reading “Dear Americans”
Just days before the United States potentially makes the worst decision in modern history, I am compelled to write about the hatred that exists in my own community.
Last week, a local man was seen (not for the first time) standing in a very public location (this time, at a university) holding this sign. Continue reading “No place for hate”
As I sit down to write this entry, I am too optimistic.
I am too optimistic that it will be read for what it is: a discussion about gender politics in the grand scheme of things, rather than a discussion about specific politics in the upcoming American election. Continue reading “Hillary’s bravery”